Who among the gangsters wants to fall in love?

Chapter 216 Visitors from the Western Regions
Jiang Yuze stood in the alley with a sword at his waist, looking at the restaurant in the rain with a frown on his face. As the leader of the Changshan branch, he naturally knew about this restaurant... Tiantong Tower, most people in the martial arts world would come here to find Chen Wen Ye when they were looking for a job, but Chen Wen Ye had a high status in the martial arts world and not everyone could see him.

Jiang Yuze had never dealt with Chen Wenye before, and for a moment he was not sure why the thief who was spying in the dark was running here? Was he Chen Wenye's man? He just went to Wuwei Casino to inquire about it, and he didn't have any bad intentions? Was he overthinking?

Although such a big incident happened in Wuwei Casino, Tiantong Tower was not affected at all. It was bustling with people, most of whom were martial artists carrying swords and knives.

Jiang Yuze thought for a while and then walked into Tiantong Tower, waiting outside. Who knows if the thief will slip away through a small door? He had seen Turga's back when he was following him, and recognized his figure, so he decided to look for him.

As the leader of the Sword Sect branch, Jiang Yuze was a well-known figure in Changshan Jianghu. Many people wanted to get in touch with the Sword Sect through him, so when he entered the hall, many people recognized his identity and raised their glasses to greet him.

Jiang Yuze smiled without any strange expression on his face. He blended into the crowd and tried to find out the news about Turga in a roundabout way.

People from all walks of life came and went in the restaurant. Jiang Yuze chatted with his acquaintances while silently observing the people coming in and out, until a man in a straw raincoat walked into the hall and attracted his attention.

The man in the straw raincoat wore a straw hat and a long sword on his waist, dressed like an ordinary man in the world. As he walked, a few raindrops flowed down his straw raincoat, and a jade pendant could be vaguely seen hanging around his waist, with the words "Point the Vast Ocean" written on it.

"Someone from Dian Cang Mountain?" Jiang Yuze frowned slightly, "This jade pendant should be made of Cang Jinyu from Dian Cang Mountain, right?"

Dian Cang Mountain, one of the six major sects, has its headquarters in Miaojiang... It is thousands of miles away from Changshan. Generally, people from Dian Cang Mountain only hang out in Miaojiang, Shu, Jiangyou, Dali and other places. It is rare to meet them in Changshan at this moment.

"The sky is broken by the sun, and the vast sea of ​​clouds surrounds the peak. The vast waves reach the sky for thousands of miles, and the sea rhythm enters the dream field." Someone nearby also saw the jade pendant and whispered, "Cang Jinyu is the third true disciple of the leader of Dian Cang Mountain. For the Changshan Jianghu, he is a great Buddha."

"No matter how great the Buddha is, he is not as great as Wei Ming Hou."

"Hey, what are you talking about? Why would Marquis Wei Ming come to Tiantong Tower and hang out with people like us? Is he still considered a gangster? A court eagle..." The man paused, feeling Jiang Yuze's cold gaze, and suddenly remembered that Marquis Wei Ming was a disciple of the Little King of Hell of the Sword Sect, the dignified Young Master of the Sword Sect, so he bowed and apologized.

However, Cang Jinyu did not stay in the hall, but went straight up the stairs and went all the way to the fifth floor.

In the room on the fifth floor, Master Chen Wen was sitting on the armchair smoking a pipe, but Turga had disappeared long ago.

Cang Jinyu raised his hand and flicked his bamboo hat, "Master Chen Wen is looking for me?"

Master Chen Wen raised his hand and threw out a gold bar, then used his pipe to knock on the folded blue shirt on the table. The blue shirt was already wet, obviously it had just been taken off after being caught in the rain.

Master Chen Wen said, "There is a job. Put on this dress and go to Taiping Port after daybreak to lure someone to kill him."

Cang Jinyu reached out from under his raincoat, took the gold bar in mid-air, and tossed it lightly. He said with a hint of surprise in his voice, "You are quite generous. Who do you want to kill?"

"Kill whoever follows you."

When Cang Jinyu raised his hand to take the gold bar, the jade pendant on his waist was exposed, which made Chen Wenye raise his eyebrows slightly, "Cang Jinyu's jade pendant...did you steal it?"

Master Chen Wen knew clearly that this man was definitely not 'Cang Jinyu', his name was Gu Wenhe, a top thief in the Central Plains, nicknamed 'Thousand-Faced Fox', with great strength and proficiency in disguise. Many big orders had been received from him, and he performed well, making him the mainstay of Master Chen Wen's men.

A few years ago, he spent two taels of silver to find a scholar to write a couplet for him.

"The fox with a thousand faces changes his clothes skillfully, and walks without leaving any trace at night. It is hard to distinguish people in the streets and alleys, and his shadow grows tall in the wind under the moon. He hides his smile with his cunning mind, and dances gracefully to show the vicissitudes of life. The children of Jianghu have many extraordinary ambitions, but who knows his true identity is this man."

He is a rather flashy thief.

Thousand-Faced Fox Gu Wenhe sighed, "Don't mention it. I went to the Western Regions a few years ago and offended the Holy Church. I was chased all the way to the Central Plains. If I don't use a fake identity, Master Wen will never see me again."

"Oh?" Master Chen Wen was in a good mood and didn't ask any more questions. He just took a puff of his pipe and said with a smile, "If you have any treasures on you, you can give them to me. I might be able to help you get rid of the pursuers."

Gu Wenhe tilted his hat slightly and glanced at Master Chen Wen. Then he took out a piece of clothing from his arms and threw it to Master Chen Wen, "Then you better catch it."

Master Chen Wen looked puzzled. He raised his hand to take the pieces of clothing. He took a look at them and his expression changed drastically. The pipe in his mouth fell to the ground. He suddenly jumped up from the armchair and the chair fell backwards. "Dragon pattern, gold thread... This, this is the emperor's dragon robe, you, you!"

Gu Wenhe laughed loudly, and then tossed the gold bar in his hand. "I don't know how this thing got into the hands of the Western Region Saint Church, but this is a major matter involving the Western Region and the court. If we are not careful, our whole family will lose their heads. I am worried that I have no place to deal with it."

"Can't we just burn it with fire?"

"Look at this material, this quality. With Master Chen Wen's channels, there will be no shortage of places to sell it." Gu Wenhe smiled and said:

"Those of us who are thieves also have our own rules. If we can't handle the stolen items properly and reveal flaws, resulting in being caught, then we are inferior in skills. But if we spend time stealing things but are afraid of getting into trouble and end up destroying or losing them, then we are unworthy of our knowledge of stealing and will be laughed at for the rest of our lives."

"Get out of here! Whoever touches this thing will die. You should know that Wei Ming Hou is still in Changshan. If he hears any news, we will both die." Master Chen Wen threw the dragon robe fragment to Gu Wenhe again and said in a deep voice:
"I have a son who is seventeen this year. He has always dreamed of passing the imperial examination. I am thinking of accompanying him to the capital to take the exam next year."

"With Master Chen Wen's connections, why doesn't he let him venture out into the world but instead take the imperial examination?" Gu Wenhe was a little surprised.

Chen Wenye sighed, "He has no talent, nor the ambition. If he really wants to make his way in the martial arts world... I can't bear to see him die on the streets."

Gu Wenhe shrugged, took off his raincoat, picked up the blue shirt and looked at it for a few seconds before putting it on. "What are his physical features?"

As he was talking, the sound of bones rubbing against each other could be heard from Gu Wenhe's body. It wasn't much higher, nor was it much lower. It could only be used for minor adjustments to fool ordinary people in the martial arts world. It was considered a small trick for roaming around in the martial arts world, not a very advanced skill.

Chen Wenye picked up the pipe and tapped it lightly on the table, spilling some ash. "You are carrying a hot potato with you, be careful, Wei Minghou. If you die, then die. Don't implicate me."

"Weiming Hou..." Gu Wenhe pondered for a while, then shook his head, "He's robbing the Central Plains with his Qinggong skills. If he can't beat me, can't he run away? And if I really meet him, I guess I'll have to steal something from him. As a dignified marquis, he must have a lot of valuables on him."

As he spoke, Gu Wenhe moved his fingers a little bit as if he was itching, and was quite excited.

After chatting for a while, Gu Wenhe asked some details of the operation, then put on a blue shirt, disguised as Turga and left the room on the fifth floor.

Jiang Yuze in the hall was slightly stunned when he saw Gu Wenhe. He didn't see Turga's face, but judging from his figure and clothes, he was probably right. So he said goodbye and left, following Gu Wenhe out of Tiantong Tower.

Since Gu Wenhe could become a great thief in the Central Plains, he was naturally sensitive to whether someone was following him. Not long after leaving Tiantong Tower, he realized that someone was following him.

He was startled in his heart, but his posture did not change. He looked up at the sky. The heavy rain made it impossible to distinguish between light and darkness. He walked around for a few times, had a midnight snack, estimated the time, and then used his lightness skills to sneak towards Taiping Port.

Jiang Yuze almost doubted whether he was too sensitive, but when he saw Gu Wenhe going to Taiping Port, his heart sank immediately... He was naturally aware of the importance of Taiping Port. Could this guy want to do something to the grain ship?

He originally wanted to send a message to Jianzong to ask for help, but if he left at this moment, he would lose the trace of the thief. To be on the safe side, he just left a few secret codes and hurriedly followed.

It was raining heavily at Taiping Wharf at the moment, blocking out the sun. Even if the military situation was urgent, letting the workers load and unload cargo in this situation would only increase the risk.

Therefore, most of those who remained on the dock were the guards responsible for maintaining the surrounding security and some martial artists who had practiced martial arts and were quite good at it. With someone's introduction, they could come here as odd workers and receive three times the salary... But even so, it was no longer as busy as before, after all, the weather was too bad.

It was only noon at this moment, and most of the casual workers gathered in the dock warehouse, carrying white porridge and steamed buns. A few people shared a roast chicken and chatted about interesting things while eating.

Ships in the river were docked at the shore, with various symbols painted on them. They were either imperial court logos, various merchant caravans, escort agencies, or martial arts sects.

Rows of long lights are hung around the dock, acting as beacons in the rain, guiding the grain and merchant ships coming here.

It was not only the court's official ships that transported food and fodder, but also some merchant caravans. The escort agencies were also commissioned by the court to transport military rations. On the one hand, it was to increase the transportation capacity, and on the other hand, in case they encountered some short-sighted river bandits or people with ulterior motives like Turga, it would be better than being wiped out all at once.

We can blow up one or two grain ships, but we still have nine or ten ships hidden in the dark... Can we blow them all up? Although this is a waste of money, fortunately, Emperor Jingzheng left behind a large fortune. Although Luo Shuzhi messed around before the New Year, the main loss was still high-end combat power.

Therefore, unless the entire dock is blown up, it would not be so easy to paralyze the food and grass transportation system.

Jiang Yuze followed all the way, and saw the thief slip into a warehouse in a blink of an eye. He felt more and more gloomy in his heart. He pressed the hilt of the sword at his waist and looked inside. He saw that the thief knocked out several dock workers, and then began to strip the workers' clothes and change their equipment... This TM must be trying to sneak into the ship.

Jiang Yuze stopped asking questions and rushed into the warehouse, "Who are you..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw that he had hooked some silk thread. The door of the warehouse closed instantly, and several oil lamps in the warehouse suddenly went out, and the vision was instantly dark.

Jiang Yuze's heart skipped a beat, thinking to himself that he had been ambushed! ?
Boom————

Thunder roared among the clouds.

boom--

An inexplicable sound suddenly rang out in the warehouse.

He drew the sword almost instinctively, with a clang sound and sparks flying from the sword. At the same time, a cold light flashed on the side. Jiang Yuze suddenly felt a pain in the lower back, and saw a dagger piercing into his body. He gritted his teeth and swung the sword to chop behind him, but missed anything.

Gu Wenhe sneered, and stomped his boots hard, stamping the hilt of the dagger at Jiang Yuze's lower back. Blood splattered again, and Jiang Yuze's tall figure flew backwards like a cannonball, slamming into the warehouse door. Before he could slide down, Gu Wenhe lifted his sleeves slightly, and three more daggers flew out.

Pfft————

Jiang Yuze only had time to raise his sword to block two of the flying knives before the last one pierced his shoulder and pinned him to the door.

He coughed and spat out a mouthful of blood, but without hesitation, he shouted, "Catch the thief——————"

A voice full of inner energy and strength instantly came out from the warehouse, spreading far in the rain, startling the other casual workers and guards who were still having breakfast, and their faces changed immediately.

Gu Wenhe was slightly stunned. He didn't expect that this big and strong man would not follow the rules of the underworld. He would just shout when he couldn't win... Gu Wenhe didn't come to Taiping Wharf to be a thief, but he was a thief. If he was caught, he wouldn't be able to explain himself. His face turned fierce, and he slipped out two short swords from his sleeves and rushed forward.

Boom————

Another muffled thunder rang out, illuminating the dim warehouse for a moment. Jiang Yuze saw that the stone wall of the warehouse on the side suddenly appeared with spider-web-like cracks, and then shattered with a loud bang. The heavy rain outside the warehouse instantly rushed into the warehouse desperately.

A wanderer in a straw raincoat and a bamboo hat, holding a nine-foot white spear, stood outside the gap. Heavy rain fell on him, and raindrops flowed down the snow-white spear and dripped into water columns.

Gu Wenhe's speed was already extremely fast, but the martial artist holding the spear was even faster. He shook the white spear in his hand in the rain, and a hole appeared out of thin air in the dense rain curtain. He moved with the spear and leaped up, and the tip of the spear led the rain curtain and headed towards Gu Wenhe.

Gu Wenhe looked when he heard the sound and saw the knight in a straw raincoat standing behind the gap and rushing forward. Behind him was a heavy rain pouring into the warehouse. At first glance, it seemed as if the knight had brought down the wind and rain with a single shot.

With just one move, Gu Wenhe could see the gap between himself and this martial artist. He was immediately frightened and quickly retracted his move. His body slid almost into a right angle. He gave up Jiang Yuze without hesitation and rushed behind him.

However, his martial arts skills, which he was most proud of in the past, did not help him to create any distance between himself and the martial artist. The snow-white spear pierced into Gu Wenhe's lower abdomen in the blink of an eye, and then nailed him to the wall without any further ado.

Click————

Cracks appeared on the wall instantly, and blood gushed out from Gu Wenhe's teeth. He looked at the martial artist with both hands tightly grasping the end of the spear in horror, "You, who..." As soon as he uttered two words, blood gushed out of Gu Wenhe's throat.

"Oh~" Shen Xiangge was also wearing a straw raincoat and a bamboo hat, holding the reins in one hand, standing by the gap pretending to be cute, clapping his hands gently, "My Lord, you have great marksmanship, and I am moved by your presence~"

Shen Xiangge's voice was always filled with smiles, but his eyes were a little solemn.

Where is Turga? Why would such a rookie chase Jiang Yuze?
"Hou, sir?" Gu Wenhe's voice was intermittent, but his eyes became more and more horrified. He could not imagine how he had offended this killer god of the martial arts world.

I just mentioned Wei Ming Hou to Chen Wenye, and now I run into him again. Is my mouth blessed?
Zhao Wumian ignored Gu Wenhe and released Bibo's spear, pinning him to the wall. He then came to Jiang Yuze, drew his dagger, and handed him healing medicine. "Captain, are you in such a mess?"

Jiang Yuze knelt on the ground, gasping for breath, his eyes in disbelief, "How could the Young Sword Master come to save me?"

"If you want to save me, then I will. If you don't believe me, then you can serve me with your life." Zhao Wumian shook his head slightly and looked at Gu Wenhe with a slightly doubtful look in his eyes. "How can a weakling like you... Where is Turga?"

"My Lord, my Lord, spare his life, spare his life, I must have what you need!" Gu Wenhe has been in the underworld for so long, and the reason he has nothing but a strong desire to survive is that he was not annoyed at all when being called a 'weakling', instead he spoke as if he was offering a treasure.

"For example?" Zhao Wumian glanced at Gu Wenhe.

"Dragon robe! In the interlayer of my left garment, there is a fragment of a dragon robe that I stole from the Western Region Holy Church. My Lord will definitely need it!"

Zhao Wumian's eyebrows were frivolous... Dragon robe fragments? Wasn't that something he had stolen from Naraku's red silk and left behind in various places in the martial arts world? How could there be a piece in the Western Region? The Western Region was thousands of miles away from the capital and Jin, so the possibility of picking it up by chance was not high.

It would be more likely that a gangster picked it up and gave it to the Western Region Holy Church, but there is a greater possibility that it was the Western Region Holy Church that beat him to the point of death...

Jiang Ruifeng, a senior official of the Ministry of Revenue who was in charge of the transportation of grain and fodder to Ningwu Pass, was sitting in the room of the grain transport ship in the court drinking tea with a map in front of him.

Jiang Ruifeng was the son of Grand Commandant Jiang Benzhen and the biological father of Ningwu Pass garrison commander Jiang Ronggao. Three generations of his family had served in the court, and could be considered to have inherited the emperor's fortune for generations.

He is currently responsible for leading nearly a hundred grain transport ships all the way to Ningwu Pass. Even though it has been nearly a month since the Rong people entered the pass, it will take a lot of time to collect so much food and send it to the front line in an orderly manner. Otherwise, why is there a saying that "the grain must go first before the troops arrive"?
The ships behind Jiang Ruifeng are the first large-scale support for food and fodder from the court to the front line... Of course, there is more than one route for transporting food and fodder, there are many more scattered ones, but the food that Jiang Ruifeng brought is enough for the soldiers of Ningwu Pass to eat for three months, which is crucial.

At this moment, Jiang Ruifeng had just arrived in Changshan not long ago. After a simple replenishment and checking for various problems in the cabin, it was time to set off. Jiang Ruifeng was also an old hand and had traveled this waterway many times, so he was not unfamiliar with the process.

He sipped his tea and looked at the map, calculating that it would take less than half a month to reach Ningwu Pass, or ten days at the fastest... Thinking of this, he, an old man in his fifties, felt somewhat happy.

The Jiang family is a family of generals. Taiwei Jiang Benzhen had five sons in total, four of whom died on the battlefield, leaving only Jiang Ruifeng. Therefore, he was given a civil service position. Jiang Ruifeng had three sons, two of whom also died on the battlefield, leaving only Jiang Ronggao, the defender of Ningwu Pass.

He hadn't seen his son for almost half a year. Even during the Chinese New Year, Jiang Ronggao didn't come back. He was naturally happy at this moment. Even his wife, Mrs. Jiang, insisted on coming with him, saying that she brought some new clothes for her son.

At this moment, an adjutant pushed the door open and walked in, whispering, "Sir, there seems to be some unusual movement at the dock."

Jiang Ruifeng frowned slightly, "Is there a Jiang thief?"

"It's hard to say, maybe it's just an ordinary fight in the underworld... How about sending someone down to take a look?"

Jiang Ruifeng pondered for a while, and then whispered: "Fortune is the most important thing, don't miss any details... send a few good fighters to take a look, no matter if it's a gang fight or something else, capture the people and investigate carefully."

"Yes."

Zhao Wumian found the fragment of dragon robe from Gu Wenhe's arms, looked at it for a few seconds, and his eyes gradually became solemn... This material is definitely real.

Shen Xiangge was standing beside him, also looking at the dragon robe fragments... She had found this thing before, there weren't many scattered around the Jianghu, but it wasn't rare either. She had used it as bait to lure the two guardians of Benwo Hall to Qinfeng Village and kill them. But the Western Region Saint Church actually had some too, which was indeed intriguing, so she said:

"After returning to the capital, have someone investigate. Your amnesia may have something to do with the Western Region Saint Church."

Zhao Wumian nodded slightly, and then heard footsteps. He put away the pieces of dragon robe, and saw three secret guards in black official uniforms coming to the warehouse, showing the tokens on their waists. "The court is doing business, who is causing trouble here? Come with us..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhao Wumian took out the sign "As if I were here in person". The secret guards all looked pale and knelt down immediately.

Zhao Wumian waved his hand gently, asking the secret guards to call the Sword Sect disciples and the detectives to take Jiang Yuze and Gu Wenhe away. Then he looked at Shen Xiangge, frowning slightly, "Where's Turga?"

Shen Xiangge was not quite sure either. He looked up at the river ship that looked like a giant beast in the rain and whispered, "With his status, he should destroy these grain transport ships..."

"It's useless to destroy just one or two ships, unless the entire Taiping Wharf stops working... Using a few grain ships to exchange for the harmony of nature and man in the grassland is a big profit." Zhao Wumian looked up at the sky, "This weather is suitable for sneaking into the grain ship, but even if we sneak in, what can we do?"

Zhao Wumian and Shen Xiangge were silent at the same time, and then Zhao Wumian stepped out of the warehouse and stopped a secret guard who was about to leave, "Let Jiang Ruifeng conduct a comprehensive inspection of the grain transport ship and carefully verify the identities of the personnel to ensure that there are no mistakes."

The secret guard was stunned for a moment, then hesitated and said: "It will take a long time to investigate this. What if it delays the front line..."

"I'll take any responsibility."

There is no more reassuring word than this from your boss.

The secret guard received the order and left in a hurry.

Shen Xiangge pondered for a while, then sighed softly.

"With Turga's strength, if he really wants to hide, I'm afraid no one can catch him except Wu Kui... Let's go. We're just like a headless fly if we continue to waste time. If he still stays in Changshan, he might do something like assassinating the governor. According to what that rookie said, Turga has found Master Chen Wen. Let's go to Tiantong Tower and take a look."

Zhao Wumian nodded slightly, took the reins of the Zhaoye Jade Lion, turned and left.

Shen Xiangge looked back at the dock, pondered for a moment, and then trotted to catch up with Zhao Wumian. At this moment, her footsteps suddenly paused. As a warrior who connected the bridge between heaven and earth, she keenly heard the sound of someone falling into the water.

In such heavy rain, raindrops hit the surface of the river, making crackling sounds everywhere. If it weren't for Shen Xiangge's amazing perception after communicating with the Bridge of Heaven and Earth, it would have been impossible to hear it for a while.

In fact, she was a little confused as to whether she had heard it wrongly. The sound was so subtle that it could be ignored... But as a martial arts master, there was no way she could have heard it wrongly. If she heard it, she heard it.

Is it people who fell into the water, or cargo?
Shen Xiangge suspected that it was a human... someone was killed and the body was thrown into the river, so that the evidence could be destroyed.

Who would do that? Turga!
Shen Xiangge opened her pink lips slightly, and was about to remind Zhao Wumian, but then she remembered that she couldn't explain how she heard it at all, so she decided to find an excuse to separate from him, and she would quietly come over to get rid of Turga and eliminate the trouble once and for all.

She turned to Zhao Wumian and said, "I don't think you will get anything even if you look for Master Chen Wen. It's boring. I want to go back home."

Zhao Wumian glanced at her and said, "I'll take you there."

"My Lord, you are a real gentleman~" Shen Xiangge chuckled and patted his shoulder, "But you should get back to your work. If you are a little slower now, you might miss it."

"When I left the capital, I promised the Queen Mother that I would protect you... Ensuring your safety is also a serious matter." Zhao Wumian shook his head slightly, climbed onto the horse, and then stretched out his hand to Shen Xiangge, "Come on up, I'll take you back."

Shen Xiangge covered her perky buttocks with both hands, "The saddle is so wet. When I came, I thought, if you treat me like this even though I'm already having my period, I'll get sick sooner or later."

"If you get sick I will laugh at you."

Shen Xiangge's little face under the bamboo hat looked at Zhao Wumian expressionlessly.

As a result, Zhao Wumian pulled up her forearm and easily pulled her onto the horse. "If you don't want to sit on the saddle, then sit on my lap? Don't want Feng Ping anymore? Hurry and send you back to the mansion so that I can check Turga."

Shen Xiangge sat sideways on the saddle with her legs neatly together, holding Zhao Wumian's clothes with one hand and holding his hat with the other. She curled her lips when she heard the words, "Where do you get the courage to let me sit on your lap? You are just good at talking nonsense."

"Come on, you're being so stubborn. When I really pull you up to sit on my lap, you'll be the first one to make trouble and call me a lecher." Zhao Wumian rode away.

Shen Xiangge chuckled, "My Lord, you really understand me. I thought you were a hypocrite who would take advantage of me and pretend to be irritated by me, and then take advantage of me. If you really dare to do that, I will definitely report you to His Majesty."

"Miss Shen, what are women who make random complaints usually called?"

"A lady from an aristocratic family who is as gorgeous, gentle and lovely as me."

"A young lady from an aristocratic family will not ride on the same horse with me on a rainy day to investigate a case. Not only will it damage her reputation, but she will also suffer in vain."

Shen Xiangge patted Zhao Wumian's shoulder and said, "I am willing to follow you. What do you think is the reason?"

"Bored?"

"No, it's my preference for you."

Zhao Wumian kept silent.

This woman was so cute that he almost fell in love with her.

Master Chen Wen was sitting in a wing room on the fifth floor of Tiantong Building, smoking a pipe, turning the armchair over and facing away from the desk.

In the curling smoke, he looked at the heavy rain and sighed softly, "I always feel that Changshan Jianghu is not peaceful."

"Well, wherever I go, there will be unrest. Although I can be called a beauty who brings disaster, I shouldn't be such a jinx, right?"

Suddenly, a charming voice came from behind Chen Wenye.

His face suddenly changed, he looked back, and suddenly a cold light flashed, and a piece of his ear was cut off in an instant, with blood splattering everywhere.

Chen Wenye turned pale instantly, fell to the ground with a bang, and screamed.

But I saw a Western woman in a red robe sitting on the desk, with her legs crossed and a short curved knife in her hand. "Someone stole something from our Holy Church. Master Wen, can you tell me where that person is?"

As she spoke, the woman's veiled face glanced at Chen Wenye on the ground, revealing a pair of wild cat-like green eyes.

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